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Sasuke Uchiha in Harry Potter

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80 Chs

32 Quidditch

Due to Malfoy's injury the match is suspended, so a reschedule is made, Sasuke didn't care, more Well, he went on to continue building his base, and gather information about the Dementors in the library.

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In the Gryffindor common room:

The first match would be Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff

"We play Hufflepuff tomorrow!" he said upbeat. "Professor McGonagall just told me that our opponent tomorrow will be Hufflepuff."

"Why?" The other players asked in one voice.

"The problem now is that we've been practicing for Slytherin and we're playing against the Hufflepuff team tomorrow. Their style is quite different. Even more problematic this year, as Cedric Diggori has his 2001 nimbus and has reshuffled the team."

As soon as her voice fell, Angelina, Alicia, and Katie suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Wood said curiously disapproving of this nonchalant behavior.

"You mean that tall handsome boy, right?" Angelina said.

"The strong, not talkative." Katie added, "He's really lovely."

They started laughing again, and Wood and Fred looked very unhappy.

"He doesn't talk often because he's too stupid to say two words in a row," Fred said impatiently.

"This is a completely different situation!" Wood yelled, his eyes bulging slightly. "Diggory put together a strong team. He's an excellent seeker!

We must not underestimate the enemy! We must address the main problems.

Slytherin wants to watch us every step of the way looking for our mistakes. We must win this year!

Wood's voice was strong; loud enough to make most people in the auditorium turn curiously.

"Oliver, take it easy and don't be mad."

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After breakfast, Sasuke left the castle in the heavy rain, to go to his secret base to prevent it from flooding, he used waterproofing spells and built drains to prevent the place from flooding.

He quickly returned to the library to continue studying about the dementors, while Luna was sitting next to him finishing his homework, Sean, Astoria, Madeleine were also with them and any difficulty they asked him and he solved them.

Another scene was taking place on the Quidditch field:

"I've called time out!" he yelled at his players. Come down here.

They huddled at the edge of the field, under a huge umbrella. Harry took off his glasses and wiped them on his robes.

-What is the score?

"Fifty points in our favor." But if we don't catch the snitch, we'll keep playing until nightfall.

"I can't with this," Harry replied, brandishing his glasses.

At that moment Hermione appeared at his side. She was covering her head with her cloak and, inexplicably, she was smiling.

"I have an idea, Harry!" Give me your glasses, quick!

He handed them over, and to the surprised look from the team, he tapped the glasses with his wand and said:

—Impervius. And he handed them back to Harry saying, "There you have them: they'll repel water!"

-Magnificent! He exclaimed excitedly as she walked away. Okay, let's get to it!

Hermione's spell worked. Harry was still numb from the cold and drenched more than ever in his life, but he could see. Filled with renewed energy, he sped the broom through the turbulent air, searching in all directions for the snitch, dodging a bludger; passing under Diggory, who was flying in the opposite direction...

Another bolt of lightning flashed, followed by a rumble of thunder. Things were getting more and more dangerous. Harry had to catch the snitch as soon as possible...

He turned, trying to head back towards the middle of the field, but at that moment another flash of lightning lit the stands and Harry saw something that completely distracted him: the silhouette of a huge, shaggy black dog, clearly outlined against the sky, motionless at the top. and emptier than the stands.

Numb hands slipped down the broom handle and the Nimbus dropped several meters. Pushing her sodden fringe out of her eyes, she looked back up at the stands: the dog was gone.

"Harry!" Wood yelled anguished, from the Gryffindor posts.

Harry, behind you!

Harry looked back with wide eyes. Cedric Diggory was speeding across the field, and between them, in the rain-drenched air, shimmered a tiny golden ball...

With a start, Harry flattened his body against the broomstick and launched at the snitch like a bullet.

—Come on! — she yelled at the Nimbus, at the same time the rain lashed her face. Faster!

But something strange was going on. An eerie silence fell over the stadium. The wind was no longer audible, though it was blowing just as hard as before. It was as if someone had turned the sound off, or as if Harry had suddenly gone deaf.

What was wrong?

And then a horrible and familiar wave of cold washed over his body, exactly at the moment when he saw something that moved across the field below him.

There were at least a hundred Dementors below, their faces covered, all pointing at him. It was as if he poured icy water down her chest, cutting her from the inside out. And then he heard it again... Someone was screaming inside his head... a woman...

—A Harry no. A Harry no. Not Harry, please.

—Move away, you stupid ... move away ...

—A Harry no. I beg you, Kill me instead...

Harry fell, fell into the freezing mist.

Then she woke up and they met in the infirmary. The muddy Gryffindor Quidditch team surrounded the bed. Ron and Hermione were there too, looking like they had just stepped out of the shower.

-Harry! " exclaimed Fred, who looked exaggeratedly pale under the mud. How are you doing?

—What happened? she Offer sitting up in bed, so suddenly that the others gasped.

"You fell," Fred explained. There must have been... how many? Twenty meters?

—We thought you killed yourself, Alicia offers, shivering.

Hermione gave a little cry. she had red eyes.

"But the match," Harry asked, "how did it end?" Will it be repeated?

Nobody answered. The horrible truth fell on Harry like a stone.

"Won't we...lost?"

"Diggory caught the snitch," George replied, "shortly after you fell. He didn't realize what was happening. When he looked back and saw you on the ground, he wanted it overturned. He wanted the match to be repeated. But they won fair and square. Even Wood has admitted it.

"Where's Wood?" Harry asked suddenly, noticing that he wasn't there.

"Still in the showers," Fred said. It seems that he wants to drown.

"Did someone pick up the Nimbus?"

Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

-Hey...

-What's happening? Harry asked.

"Well, when you fell... the wind blew it away," Hermione said unsteadily.

-AND?

"And it crashed... crashed... into the whomping willow."

Harry felt a pang in his stomach. The Whomping Willow was a very violent willow that stood alone in the middle of the school grounds.

—So? — she asked, dreading the answer.

—Well, you know whomp willow offers Ron—he doesn't like to get hit.

"Professor Flitwick brought her over just before you regained consciousness," Hermione explained very quietly.

She bent down very slowly to pick up a bag at her feet, turned it over, and put a bag on the bed. dozen wood chips and twigs, what was left of Harry's trusty and ultimately dejected broomstick.

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